With all my recently found recipes on Pinterest, I was sure I needed a new set of pots and pans. I had been in a funk and this would surely lift my spirits. I made my way to the cookware and stood in the middle of the aisle. By all outward appearances, I must've looked like any other shopper. Inside, however, a war had been waged for days in my psyche between God's truths and Satan's lies. "Oh no! Not again," I thought. I had come to this store to escape those voices of deceit so why were they following me? As I looked around, I hoped I hadn't said what I thought out loud. God knows I already felt half crazy but for someone else to think I was might do damage to my self esteem. Not to mention, it would ruin my day should some friendly men in white coats come in to take me away. I made my way to the car and sat there as I went over the lies that were clinging and clanging together and had threatened ...
Arise from the past. Adhere to the present. Await the future.